Mr Misunderstood Lyrics With Guitar Chords ( Eric Church )

Mr Misunderstood is one of the most popular songs of the time. Mr Misunderstood lyrics written by Casey Beathard / Eric Church. This song has sung by Eric Church.

Singer Eric Church
Released 2015
Album Mr. Misunderstood
Tuning E A D G B E

Mr Misunderstood Lyrics

Hey there, weird kid in your high-top shoes
Sitting in the back of the class, I was just like you
Always left out, never fit in
Owning that path you’re walking in
Mr. Misunderstood
Mr. Misunderstood

Now, your buddies get their rocks off on Top 40 radio
But you love your daddy’s vinyl, old-time rock and roll
Elvis Costello, Ray Wylie Hubbard, and think Jeff Tweedy
Is one bad mother
Mr. Misunderstood
Mr. Misunderstood

…………………………*……………………….

One day you’ll lead the charge, you’ll lead the band
Guitar Hero with lightning hands
And the girls will like your tattoos and the veins in your arms
They’ll be helpless to your musical charms
And they’ll all hold up their hands
And they’ll all wanna dance
Mr. Misunderstood
Mr. Misunderstood

First time I met Alabama Hannah, I was skinny as a rail
Red hair tied up in a blue bandana
She was hotter than the devil’s Hell
She turned me on to Back Porch Pickers, Jackson Pollock, and gin
Her daddy didn’t trust my intentions
So he turned to his daddy’s old four-ten
I’m Mr. Misunderstood
Mr. Misunderstood

…………………………*……………………….

Had an axe to grind, so off I went
Mad at the sun for coming up again
I lost religion, found my soul in the blues
Rubbed the velvet off my blue suede shoes
Yeah, everybody held up their hands
And every soul on Beale Street danced
With Mr. Misunderstood
Mr. Misunderstood

So I went with it like a colt on my Plymouth
Through the glass behind my rear-view
Took a left when the world went right down 16th Avenue
Played with fire and I played on ledges
Every circus, stage, and county fair
They tried to file my points
Sand my edges, and I just grew out my hair
I’m Mr. Misunderstood
I’m Mr. Misunderstood

…………………………*……………………….

They’re standing in line, chasing the buzz
Til the next big things and already was
A hell if they know, what they’re trying to find
If it ain’t that same old, been-done kind, yeah
Gives the head-scratchers fits
I wondered how in the hell they missed
A Mr. Misunderstood
Mr. Misunderstood

Hey there, weird kid in your high-top shoes
Sitting in the back of the class, I was just like you
Mr. Misunderstood (I understand)
Mr. Misunderstood (I understand)
Mr. Misunderstood (I understand)
Mr. Misunderstood (I understand)
Mr. Misunderstood (I understand)
I’m Mr. Misunderstood (let’s go out of here)

Guitar Chords

Hey there, weird kid in your high-top shoes

Sitting in the back of the class; I was just like you

Always left out, never fit in

Owning that path you’re walking in

Mr. Misund erstood, Mr. M isunderstood

Now, your buddies get their rocks off on Top 40 radio

But you love your daddy’s vinyl, old-time rock and roll

Elvis Costello, Ray Wylie Hubbard,

And think Jeff Tweedy is one bad mother

Mr. Misun derstood, Mr. Misunderstood

One day you’ll lead the charge, you’ll lead the band

Guitar Her o with lightning hands

And the girls will like your tattoos and the veins in your arms

They’ll be helples s to your musical charms

And they’ll all hold up their hands

And they’ll all w anna dance

With Mr. Misu nderstoo d, M r. Misunderstood

First time I m et Alabam a Hannah, I w as skinny as a rail

Red hair tied u p in a blue ban danna; she was ho tter than the devil’s Hell

She turned me on to Back P orch Pickers, Ja ckson Pollock, and gin

Her daddy didn’t t rust my inte ntions, so he turn ed to his daddy’s old .410

I’m Mr. Misu nderstood, Mr. Misunderstood

Had an ax to grind, so off I went

Mad at the sun for coming up again

I lost religion, found my soul in the blues

Rubbed the velv et off my blue suede shoes

Yeah, everybody hel d up their hands

And every soul on Beale Street danced

With Mr. Misu ndersto od, Mr . Misunderstood

So I went with it l ike a colt on my Plymouth

Through the glass beh ind my rear-view

Took a left whe n the world w ent righ t down 16th Avenue

Played with fire and I played on ledges

Every circus, stage, a nd county fair

I tried to file my p oints, sand m y edges, and I just grew out my hair

I’m Mr. Misun dersto od, I’m Mr. Misunderstood

They’re standing in line, chasing the buzz

Til the next big th ings and already was

And hell if they know what they’re trying to find

If it ain’t that sam e old, been-done kind

Yeah, gives the head- scratchers fits

Wondering ho w in the hell they missed

Mr. Misun derstood, Mr. Misunderstood

Hey there, weird kid in your high-top shoes

Sitting in the back of the class; I was just like you

Mr. Misun derstood (I understand)

I’m Mr. Misunde rstood (let’s go out of here)

Na na nanana

Na na nanana

Na na nanana

Na na nanana

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